Finally.

We were almost there.

Just one more obstacle. Then I get to sleep for a week.

Zaria and I stopped a small distance from the cave. Our mission was to recover the gold from where someone's eccentric (weird) ancestor hid it. The cave seemed deserted. I heard Zaria's sigh of relief as she came to the same conclusion. Walking fast-but still alert-we made our way there.

WHOOSH
THUD

We were suddenly staring into golden slitted eyes. I let my eyes travel across it's red and orange scales, it's razor sharp teeth bared, it's nostrils snorting hot steam and its huge spiked tail waving back and forth.

"..don't even think about it", I vaguely heard Zaria's voice say, exasperated.

"I'm gonna pet it", I said, awed.

"You realize that's a DRAGON??!", she said half shrieking, half whispering and fully panicking.

"A dragon that's about to get pet", I smirked. I couldn't help it. Its just so CUTE.

Ignoring her pleas of not doing exactly what I was so going to do, I made my way towards it.

Stopping about a foot from it, I held out my hand. The dragon was confused. And wary and angry but I ignored that. I don't know if i walked the remaining inches or the dragon did, but i was FINALLY PETTING IT!!!

Well I only got three pets before it drew up to it's full height and looked down at us menacingly. Uh oh.
"Good girl?", I laughed nervously.
"Or boy!", I said as I saw it lunging.

"Oh shit!! What the hell?", I exclaimed, doing a backflip before the dragons sudden swipe killed me.

"I fucking told you not to do it", Zaria mumbled, managing to sound smug and breathless at the same time, taking out her Deadpool-stickered swords from behind her back.

I told her to get those stickers off. Its so tacky and ruins our deadly hunter images- CLAW CLAW CLAW. SHIT!

I ducked and lunged toward it with my katana, joining the fight.

"ON YOUR LEFT", she yelled while swiping her sword at the dragons feet wildly.
The warning getting to me on time, I swung toward the incoming tail on my left and succeeded in... making a small cut on it. What the hell was its skin made out of??

"ZARIA!! PLAN C!", I yelled with sadistic glee, ducking again and trying to run toward her.

"WE HAVEN'T EVEN FINISHED PLAN A YET, YOU BLOODTHIRSTY WEIRDO!" , she screamed, knowing it involved gutting.

"JUST DO IT", I told her while raising my katana and running toward it, Zaria doing the same.

Together we somehow managed to cut it open from the front...and all the gross stuff raining down on us like a fucking confetti.

"Why do you always have to make the worst creatures mad??", she said, while we made our way around it to get into the cave.

Ignoring her moaning and whining about guts in her hair, I filled our duffel bags with the gold and handed one to her.

"Its all part of my charm", I said, putting my sunglasses on, and silently looking forward to a date with my bed.

"Your charm gets us nearly killed", she grumbled, but I knew she was looking forward to our hotel room comforts too.

I just yawned in reply.

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